Argh, I am so bad with blogging. I feel like I never have time to just sit and pump out a good post! I haven’t had a whole lot to write about as I haven’t been as strict with my workouts as I was a few weeks ago. Nick is working and involved in a ton of campus activities and I’m still trying to get into a schedule. We have been eating out a lot because we’re at school from 2-8:30 on some nights and by the time we get home it’s 9 and I’m definitely not in the mood to cook. I know I need to start cooking meals or prepping them in the morning so they’re done or ready to go by the time we get home. I know this is what I need to do and yet I haven’t practiced what I preach and just do it already!
Tomorrow night this will all change. I’m going grocery shopping and stocking the house with healthy lunch materials that can be taken on the go as well as quick dinner fix-ins. I am researching our campus gym so I can’t let school get in the way of my working out. It’s about $50 or so per semester which isn’t bad. They just tack the cost onto your tuition, so you don’t have to pay up front if you don’t want to.
All in all, I’ll be getting back on track here in no time.
As if one blog wasn’t enough for me to keep up with, I’ve decided to add another blog. It’s called, My Life as a Disaster. This will be a humorous personal project where I’ll write about the daily happenings of life in general. I’ve added the link to the top of this blog, so please check it out and hopefully it will blossom into something fun for you all to read as well!






Recently, I did a research paper on the feed lot cattle industry. What spurred my interest was an important movie called Food, Inc. which, for those of you who haven’t seen it, will make anyone question where their food comes from. They dive into more than just the treatment of the animals and find out the overall effects of this type of agriculture (if one can call it that). I can assure you that this is not an exaggerated issue. I personally have traveled through parts of the state of Wyoming and Nebraska in which the smell from these feedlots is so overwhelmingly intense it makes me nauseous just thinking about it. All I kept thinking while driving past the feedlots was, “That place is so disgusting and we actually eat what they grow, that can’t be good for us”. And it isn’t.



